Anything For You (2 page)

CHAPTER THREE

Leslie sucked in a breath, and immediately choked. She held up her hand when he started to get up. “I’m…fine.”

What the hell was he talking about? He
’d give her a baby? Did he seriously think he could do that? Well, obviously he
could
do it, but why would he want to? Did he have any idea what he was offering? What it would mean to her if she didn’t have to go through AI? To not have to use a donor, not knowing who the person was? All the questions she’d struggled with in her decision flew through her head.

No, she couldn
’t do this. Not with Alex.

Oh God.

Pressing her fingers to her temple, she tried to concentrate on what he was saying.

“
We’d have to have some rules. Some…conditions.”

What was he saying? Rules? What kind of rules? What kind of conditions?

“Wait. Hold on.” Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes to find him standing in front of her. “What?”

He grinned.
“What what?”

Leslie rolled her eyes and shook her he
ad. “What the hell are you talking about?”

Alex stood and took her hands, holding them tight between his.

“I’m saying, I’ll give you what you want.” He took a deep breath. “A baby.”

He picked up a manila envelope she hadn
’t noticed on the table beside the door and held it out to her.

“
What’s this?” she asked, slowly taking it and folding the flap back.

“
I haven’t been with anyone in eight months. I was tested six months ago. Those,” he pointed to the papers she now held in her hands, “are the results confirming I’m clean.”

Leslie stared at him, her mouth open, unsure if she was imagining all of this, or if she should slap him and tell him to leave.

Alex expected her reaction, and he waited patiently for his words to sink in. She’d either tell him to leave, or she’d ask why, and what he wanted from her. He waited to see which it would be. If she slapped him, he’d understand. He knew he was crossing the line. But if he didn’t, he was afraid she would be lost to him forever. And he couldn’t allow that to happen. The thought of someone else fathering her baby made him see red, even if it was from an unknown donor. It didn’t matter. The only acceptable person was him, and he would do everything he could to make her see that.

He watched
as she slowly sank down onto the couch, still staring at him in shock.

“
Why?” she asked softly. “Why would you do that for me?”

Alex ran a hand through his hair and took another deep breath, then slowly sat down beside her.

“I want you Leslie. You know that. But even more...a baby deserves a father.” He spoke quickly before she had a chance to shoot him down. “That child should know he or she is wanted by both parents. Any child should have two parents that love and care for it.”

Yeah, he knew he was playi
ng the guilt card, but he didn’t care. It also didn’t make the words any less true. He knew what she wanted – he wanted the same things. Granted, he hadn’t thought he would have a family, kids, quite this soon but so what? He was ready – financially and emotionally – and she was the perfect partner to have them with.

“
And what would you get out of it?”

Ah, now those were the words he wanted to hear. He smiled, a slow, almost feral, grin stretching across his face. Taking a step toward her, he ran one knuckl
e down her cheek.

“
You.”

Leslie swallowed the lump in her throat. Her pussy pulsed and throbbed at the sound of that one word coming from his mouth. Her nipples tightened into hard peaks beneath the towel, begging to be touched, suckled. She could feel her juices gathering between her legs. She tried not to squirm, but clamped her thighs together tighter.

Alex struggled against the need to pull her against him, to kiss her breathless again, and lay her down on the couch and thrust his cock inside that sweet wet pussy. He knew she
was turned on – he hadn’t missed her squeezing her thighs together, nor had he missed the faint scent of her natural musk seeping from her. He let her think she was hiding it. For now. If everything went how he planned, she wouldn’t be able to hide it from him much longer. He would have his face buried in it. The thought made his mouth water.

Still stroking her cheek, he gazed into the rich green depths of her eyes.

“All of you Leslie.” His voice was low, rough. “In any way, every way, I want. You will do whatever I say, when I say,
who
I say.” He paused to let the meaning of the words sink in. When her eyes widened and she moved to lean back away from him, he caught her arm, holding her in place.

“
I won’t hurt you, Leslie. Never.”

She shook her head slig
htly as if to clear it. When she met his eyes again, he didn’t see fear, but excitement and nervousness. “For how long?” she whispered.

“
Until you come home from the hospital. After that,” he shrugged, “we’ll see what happens.” He rubbed his thumb against her wrist, the sensation sending tingles through her body. “But whatever happens, know this. I
will
be a father to the baby.
Forever
.”

The look in his eyes, the hard glare, told Leslie he was telling the truth. Regardless of what they decided, he would be
there for the child, at least. That was comforting to know.

She hadn
’t really wanted her baby to not have a father, yet wanting a baby had overruled the fact that she had no one to conceive with, and she’d told herself she could do it anyway. She’d already went through all the evaluations, the testing, and filled out the formal paperwork to start the procedure – though she’d have to redo those if she decided not to take Alex up on his offer, since he’d ripped them to shreds earlier at the store.

“
What will I have to do?” she asked, but he merely shook his head, the secretive grin back in place.

“
That’s not up for discussion. You either agree, or you don’t.”

“
I don’t like pain Alex. I’m not into all the BDSM stuff.

“
Nothing like that. I promise. At least, not whips or chains, or anything.” His grip tightened on her wrist. “I can’t promise I won’t tie you up on occasion though.”

Leslie pulled free of his grip and walked to the kitchen, returning with two more beers. She tipped one bottle up and took several
long drinks. When she brought it back down, more than half was gone. Alex reached for the other bottle, but she shook her head.

“
That one’s mine too. Go get your own.”

He burst out laughing, but headed to the kitchen. Apparently she was considering his off
er. His cock twitched, anxious to get started.

Was she seriously considering this? Leslie chugged the remainder of the beer and set the empty bottle on the table. She pressed the second bottle to her forehead, hoping the cold would knock some sense into her. She’d wanted Alex since the day she’d met him, when he and his friends had moved into the office suite next to her bookstore. And she’d even had a few secret dreams that he was the father of her child, that they married and had a family together. But never had she ever considered it might actually become a reality.

Her books. All the stories she
’d written over the past several years – many of them had made the bestseller list of Erotica Tales, the largest seller of erotica fiction in the nation, earning her the top spot of bestselling author as well. Could she really engage with Alex in maybe a few of those fantasies she published that gave so many others pleasure?

Yes, she could.

Unaware that Alex had come back into the room and was watching her intently, she continued murmuring to herself, wondering how to go about telling him she wanted him so badly that she was willing to do anything he wanted, that she was willing to get pregnant by him, and allow him to be a father to the child.

“
Leslie?”

She turned, startled, and ran straight into a wide wall of solid muscle. Gasping in surprise, she leaned back and looked up into his face, seeing the questi
on in his eyes. Without breaking the contact, she nodded slowly. His eyes, his body, gave nothing away as he took her head in his hands and bent down until they were almost nose to nose.

“
Is that a yes?”

She nodded again, unable to speak.

“Are you sure? I need to hear you say the words.”

Sucking in a deep breath, Leslie let it out slowly, and nodded again.
“Yes, Alex. I want this.”

He pressed a slow kiss to her lips, barely putting enough pressure for her to feel it, yet streaks of energy flowed through her
. He stared at her without saying anything until she became uncomfortable under his gaze. Nervous, she took a small step back and looked around the room uneasily. What now?

“
Well, uh,” she stammered, her cheeks heating one more. What the hell did you say to a guy that had just offered to get you pregnant? Not to mention how you agreed to basically give him possession of your body, your life, for the next however many months it took. “I guess we can, umm, start tomorrow…”

She broke off with a gasp when he pu
lled her to him with a low growl. “Oh hell no. We start now.”

CHAPTER FOUR

Without giving her any room to protest, he flicked the end of the towel loose from where it was tucked in above her breasts and pulled it away, letting it fall to the floor at her feet. He sucked in a hiss at the woman in front of him. His imagination had never done her justice. Smooth tanned skin glowed in the low light of the room. Several inches shorter than him, she was lithe, not too thin, with perfect curves exactly where they should be. Her hair hung over her shoulders, still wet, in perfect little ringlets. One of the curls wrapped itself sensuously around her right breast.

Her breasts rose and fell with her erratic breathing, the nipples puckered, tightening further in front of his eyes as he stared at them. He slowly covered her left breast
with his hand, the other he gently lifted, using his thumb to flick the nipple. A low moan escaped her mouth, urging him on. He used his tongue in place of his thumb and felt the shiver move through her body. Her thighs clenched together once more.

“
No,” he said, using his knee to spread her legs apart. “I want to see you, smell you. I want to watch your juices run down your legs.”

His mouth on one nipple, his hand on the other, and his words made her pussy clench and weep, driving her mad. She wanted him
inside her. It had been far too long since she’d had a man fill her up, and she was done waiting.

“
Now. Please,” she groaned. “Fuck me Alex.”

Moving his mouth to the other nipple, his hand drifting down her stomach, pausing at the soft skin his fingers en
countered at her bare mound. This stopped him short, and he leaned away, looking down.

“
God,” he groaned, closing his eyes for a second before opening them and gazing at her. The blue had turned almost black with desire. He dropped to his knees and pressed his mouth to her, savoring the silky skin before slowly licking it, moving steadily lower until he reached her bud. Had he known she was shaved bare, he might not have lasted all this time. He’d have seduced her and taken her months ago. If there was one thing that turned him on like nothing else, it was a silky, bare pussy.

He twirled his tongue around it a few times, holding her hips steady when she whimpered and jerked, and continued down to her lips. Holding her thighs with his fingers, he used his th
umbs to part her folds and blew softly on the soft skin he’d exposed, causing a shudder to wrack her body. He swiped his tongue along her slit slowly, over and over, while the taste of her teased his senses. Sweet heaven. He’d never get enough of her.

Leslie wasn’t sure how much longer she could remain standing. His tongue continued to lick her, teasing her clit and bud until she was sure her legs would collapse. His large hands held her hips still, her hands clutched at his head, pressing him to her. But still, all he did was lick her slowly, like she was a popsicle. It was driving her mad. She moaned, tossing and turning her head, her body begging for the release that was right there.

“
Dammit Alex,” she groaned. “I need…to…” The words ended in a splitting scream as finally he plunged his tongue deep inside her and twisted it, curling it back as he withdrew and she exploded, her juices running out of her pussy to coat his mouth.

Before the last tremors had faded away, Alex stood, jerked the button free on
his jeans and pushed them down his hips. He picked her up, turned, and shoved her against the wall beside the door at the same time he thrust his cock deep into her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and screamed his name as the second orgasm struck. Fast and steady, he continued thrusting into her, never slowing.

With one hand around her waist, he reached down, under her leg, and pressed a finger against the tight, puckered skin of her anus. Leslie flinched. She
’d only had anal sex once, and it had not been a pleasant experience.

“
Shhh, relax,” he whispered into her ear. “I’m only playing a bit.” Still, he kept his rhythm, pumping in and out of her steadily. His fingertip pushed into the small hole, and he kept it there until her body relaxed in his arm. Then he pulled out and pushed in again, eventually speeding up to the same rhythm as his cock thrust into her pussy.

She was going to die. Of pleasure. Her eyes closed. Shudders moved through her until she could no longer bear it, and another orgasm r
aced toward her.

“
Look at me.” Her eyes jerked open at the rough command. He held her gaze and rammed into her harder, faster, forcing her into the wall as his cock swelled even bigger inside her. Her body wracked in spasms, the orgasm slammed into her. She stiffened, her pussy clenched down tight on his cock, milking him. Alex gave two more forceful thrusts and stilled, yelling her name as he exploded. Hot jets spurted out of him, coating her insides, making the orgasm that had just started to subside come back to life in almost painful waves of pleasure.

Leslie lay staring at the ceiling in the dark. Alex had left an hour ago, and though her body was exhausted, she couldn’t sleep. She’d never in her life had so many orgasms in one night. If she was truthful, she couldn’t remember having more than one. She shivered at the memories of Alex driving into her, coming with her, then remaining inside until he was hard again and starting all over. If this was what the coming weeks and months, would be like, she wouldn’t be able to stand, much less work. She grinned in the dark at the thought.

All too soon reality came crashing in, and the euphoria slowly died, to be replaced with nervousness.

Not for the first time, she wondered what the hell she was thinking, making this agreement with Alex. He’d said he’d give her a baby. And that’s what she wanted more than anything in the world. Having a child with Alex meant she could save the money she’d set aside for the AI treatment and use it for the baby. That would be nice.

But why? What man decided to give a stranger a baby? To have sex with her, intentionally to get her pregnant, regardless of the chemistry, when the two had never even dated? And to want to be involved with the child? None of it made sense.

And then there were the ‘rules’. What else did he have in store for her? Her heartbeat pounded in her chest, her breathing quickened, and she felt herself dampen between her legs at the thought. She recalled one of the stories she’d written in particular, several years ago, and was surprised to realize that her current situation was startlingly similar to the book. Her thoughts paused, and she shook her head. Surely he couldn’t know that. How would he?

He
’d refused to tell her what he had planned – only that in the coming months he would make all her fantasies come true. She sighed. If only he knew what those fantasies were.

Finally she drifted off to sleep, the image of Alex
’s face when he came inside her, like he’d seen and felt heaven, drifted in her mind.